@silenttium
Aesop is starting to worry that perhaps he looks odd, or even suspicious, having been loitering around the shop for so long. But he didn’t mean to ‘loiter,’ it was just that... he didn’t actually know what he was thinking, coming here. He would like to get a nice bouquet, yes, and especially for this person, but... what did he know about arrangements? (or about gestures like this at all?) She knew plenty, but he was far too embarrassed to ask her about it, so he came alone.
He regrets it more by the moment, really. Though eventually, he does stop avoiding that he needs to ask for help... Looking around, he decides to make his attempt with a nice-looking girl he spots in the shop with him. She probably wouldn’t get mad or anything... right?
Cocking his head her direction, he starts, perhaps a bit too softly, “...Excuse me... Do you know how to make arrangements? Or is there someone else I should ask...?”